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Exhausted, she sank onto the edge of her bed. She finally unpacked the last box from her move. Gently rubbing her sore shoulders, she thought about the thousand miles that separated her from everything she knew. She gently unwrapped her antique compact mirror—a cherished family heirloom
Sometimes panic creeps in slowly, like a shifting shadow you didn’t notice until it’s right beside you—then suddenly, it roars inside your chest. You’re checking your mail. Folding laundry. Trying to take a walk. And suddenly, the floor drops
The Worst Lies We Tell… Are to Ourselves As Christians, we know lying is a sin. The worst lies I’ve ever encountered aren’t the ones told to me—it’s the ones people tell themselves. For every lie spoken aloud, there are countless more we tell ourselves.
It takes courage to allow someone to be open with you about opportunities for you to grow. What changes do they see that need to be made for your life to improve? Are you stuck in old habits, addictions, or procrastination? Will you allow someone to point that out? It takes trust. So make sure this is someone trustworthy—check their life, success, integrity, values, and moral compass.
I was misdiagnosed with stage 4 breast cancer in 2013. It would have been catastrophic to my health if I had done the recommended chemotherapy. My second opinion revealed that it was not cancer at all, but double pneumonia. Over 100,000 people are misdiagnosed with cancer every year and that is too many.
In August 2008, I began dating a man I had known since high school, and we married in December 2010. It wasn’t long before I realized I was in serious trouble. He was an alcoholic, violent, and explosive. At the same time, I was battling stage 4 cancer, undergoing surgeries and radiation. I felt trapped in the marriage, unable to leave because he was my caregiver. The abuse I endured.
Anger was a quiet companion through my cancer battle, surfacing in moments I never anticipated. But in the calming flow of water during my morning swims and the gentle strokes of a paintbrush while listening to my favorite feel-good music playlist, I realized something deeper was happening to me. I was practicing ways to find peace when life felt too heavy. I now know how vital it is.
There’s an understandable fear about how men might view dating a woman who’s faced breast cancer twice. Is there a very real possibility of being burdened with her in the future? These concerns are real and deserve empathy. I remember how overwhelming it felt when I was single, trying to share this sensitive part of my life.